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Forbidden Lace  

Hotwife04401 60M/60F
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8/25/2013 5:18 pm

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Forbidden Lace

Forbidden Lace

By
Hotwife04401

Prologue
She was always known for getting whatever she wanted. From a young to a grown woman she wanted for nothing. Brought up in a famous family, having been groomed by her father she quickly blossomed into a successful business woman.
Her travels took her on the road more often than not leaving her personal life in limbo. Longing for passion and freedom she found herself wanting more than what she could ever get at home.

Chapter 1
He stood at the elevator, frustrated with the fact that 5 star hotel elevators should not take this long to arrive. Finally the doors open and a group of conference goers exit. He makes his way inside presses 22, his floor, as the doors start to close he hears this voice “wait, please, hold the door”. His first reaction was no, as he rolls his eyes but that soft side of him breaks and reaches just in time before the door slams closed. When it opens there standing in front of him is a woman. She has a natural beauty about her with dark shoulder length hair, a bright smile and blue eyes that could melt anyone. “Thank you so much” she replies. She enters the elevator and reaches to press the number for her floor but sees it is already pressed. She looks up at the stranger beside her in the elevator and smiles.
He stands next to this beauty wondering why she is there but no words are spoken a polite silence envelopes the space between them. He gazes down to take in her stature. She is dressed professionally wearing a tight fitted white button down shirt which is buttoned a bit to low but allows him to see the soft ivory skin on the tops of her breasts. The shirt is tucked neatly into a navy blue short mini which falls half way up her thigh. He wonders to himself, “if she bends over how far up would that go?” Inside he grins to himself with an evil and very inappropriate thought. Her shoes are navy and the thin stiletto heels make her legs look amazingly long. His mind is racing with evil thoughts and his man hood starts to awaken. Suddenly, from her hand a pencil drops to the floor, but before he can reach and pick it up for her she bends straight legged down to retrieve her dropped object. As she does her skirt raises just enough to allow him a glimpse of the black lace panties underneath. He knew he shouldn’t be looking but he wouldn’t be a man if he didn’t. As she goes to stand straight again the elevator stops causing her to lose her balance and fall back against him. His hand catches her arm she looks up blushing slightly and with her eyes says sorry, and thanks as she readjusts herself. Again no words are spoken. The doors open on the fourth floor allowing 4 more patrons to get on. The extra people force the strangers to stay standing close but not touching each other.
The elevator doors close and slowly it starts to ascend. On the 6th floor once again the doors open to allow 6 more to enter the already crowded space. Now the strangers are forced into a corner of the elevator, they are so close to one another with her back to his front he can feel her body move with every breath. Her scent is captivating his thoughts,” oh what I would like to do to this woman right now in this elevator”. He wonder if he could actually get away with sliding his man hood into her without anyone knowing, it would just be there little secret”. Suddenly the doors open again to allow 4 of the passenger to exit on the 10th floor. People shift and space seems to open but she doesn’t move she stays close to him, he so wants to reach his hand up caress her arm, and say” yes Baby, yes I feel it too”.
Again the doors shut and his mind wonders he can see her bent over revealing her tight ass and those lace panties, his man hood again stirs. Worried that she is so close she would feel what was evolving in his khaki pants, he tries to contain his arousal but it is a lost cause. The doors open once again on the 14th floor and four passengers step off. Now there are just the two strangers and two others. Floors 18 and 22 are now the only two lit. Again the ascension begins but still she doesn’t move she stays close in front him, he leans in to her slowly breathing in her scent. When he does he feels her lean back not totally against him but closer, her head straight forward he again lets his mind wonder back to those panties, he longs to reach down put his hand under her skirt touch her, caress her ass, slide his hand around and feel the warmth of her pussy. Just as he starts to move his hand down she leans back further pushing her back against his manhood, he now knows what she wants she can feel his rock hard cock against her. As if time has stood still and it is just the two strangers in this small box of metal they long for each other the sexual tension between them is burning. How much longer can they control there urges. A ding signaling the elevator has reached the 18th floor brings them back to the moment at hand. He prays no one is on the other side of that door. Opening it reveals the empty hall, the other two patrons exit. When the elevator doors close, his hands reach down to touch her, she breaths deep her head tilts back onto his shoulder. He grabs her waist and spins her to face him pushing her back he pins her to the wall and their lips meet, his tongue pushes its way into her mouth they engulf each other with such passion and need. They break and she gasps her eyes meet his and they gaze at each other speaking no words. His hand slides down and reaches in front to those lace panties he slides in side and with his finger he caresses her clitoris. She moans with the agony of longing. The ding of the elevator forces them out of their moment of passion. He looks up and sees 22, the doors open, taking her hand he leads her out and down the hall, pausing once pushing her against the wall embracing her once more with his mouth, his tongue, his man hood is now strong hard and wants nothing but to feel the warmth of her around him. Grasping her arm he turns to the adjacent room number 2230 with a flip of his hand his door is open and they fall into the room.

Chapter 2
The room is bright a large window frames the view of the waterfront. The bustling traffic below although muffled is still present in the space. The hall is narrow to the right is a bathroom and down the hall a sitting room with a small couch, two wing back chairs and a television. In one corner of the room is a desk where a laptop computer and lamp sit. In the other corner a small bar with two stools. Off of the sitting room is a separate bedroom.
The door slams behind the strangers and he pushes her against the wall his hand trailing across the tops of her breasts. Her skin is ivory and soft. He longs to cup her breasts in his hands and to tease her nipples with his tongue. Slowly one by one he undoes the buttons on the fitted white shirt with the last one undone he pushed it back off her shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor. To his surprise underneath is a black lace bustier which lifts her breasts quite nicely. He stands back taking in the vision of this beauty standing before him. Quickly he grabs her hands and spins her so her back is to him, with one hand he holds her arms high against the wall as if they are tethered there. With the other he slowly undoes the zipper to her mini and it too falls to the floor. Her ass is firm and her waist is small and tight. He is intoxicated by the vision standing before him. He turns her back around and as he releases her, her left hand falls along his arm and he sees the rings. He looks at her and smiles, “ah my beautiful one, you seek a stranger to please you”. She smiles. “Tell me did you drop that pencil to temp me”? she is hypnotized by his eyes and as she swallows she shakes her head yes. “Then I shall not make you wait any longer” and he pushes her down to her knees. Quickly he undoes the belt of his trousers and lets them fall. He pushes her head to him and says “take it, take it now”. Her mouth opens and she slowly engulfs his sex. Slowly rhythmically she moves up and down his shaft, pulling away she takes her tongue and twirls and sucks at the tip, moving her hands down grabbing him she strokes in motion with her tongue. His back arches his shoulders tilt back and he moans. He isn’t sure if he can hold on any longer, he grabs her pulls her up and with her back to him again, he pushes her over the arm of the couch lifting her ass high in the air. Sliding the panties to the side he thrusts his cock deep inside her and she gasps. Their bodies move together crashing over and over.
Not wanting it to end he pulls her up and lifts her on top of the bar. He desires to taste the honey of this beautiful goddess. Laying her back he pulls off the black panties and they fall to the floor, spreading her legs, he bends to her, his tongue begins teasing her, flicking and sucking at her clitoris. She moans louder, with two fingers he pushes inside her thrusting in and out, she moans and softly speaks “Yes, Yes”. Reaching deeper within her he finds the spot and tickles and rubs and her hips lift and buck off the bar. He knows she is very close and he says to her, “cum for me baby cum for me now”. She bucks harder her body trembles and she releases allowing him to taste her sweet juices. Pulling her from the bar he lifts her up again with her back to the wall, wrapping her legs around his waist he pushes himself inside her again. Together they cry out as they reach the moment of orgasm and he releases himself inside her.
Moving his arms, she slides down so her feet are now on the ground. Without saying a word she walks past him toward the hall, gathering her skirt and shirt she quickly dresses, looking back once more and smiling but not saying a word she opens the door and leaves. He sits down in one of the chairs leaning his head back and running his fingers through his hair he smiles to himself almost in disbelief. Looking around the room he wonders “did that just happen”. Suddenly from the corner of his eye something catches his attention. He looks and there on the floor in the corner are the black panties. He walks over, picks them up, brings them to his face and breaths deep, once again intoxicated by beauty’s scent, he wonders to himself, will I ever see this beauty again.

Chapter 3
He pulls himself from his bed and to the shower. Dressing for a day of boring meetings he grabs his jacket and heads out the door. Pausing momentarily in the hall, looking both ways and remembering the beauty, who just yesterday was pressed against the wall by his door. He sighs and walks towards the elevator. The doors open and he enters into the empty metal box. As the door starts to close he hears a voice, quickly without a second thought he reaches to stop the door from closing, looking out and down the hall he sees no one. “Damn” he thinks to himself “now I am hearing things”. He presses the round button with the L and the elevator doors closes and descends to the lobby. He exits the box and walks towards the concierge desk to arrange transportation to dinner. While waiting he turns to scan the large open lobby he spies not far away a women with her back to him, dark flowing hair, business suit, heels, and legs that make him quiver. He wants to go to her to find out who she is, but he remembers the rings. “She’s married” he mumbles, and the concierge says “excuse me”. “Oh nothing, just mumbling to myself”, “Yes sir the attendant speaks; your car will be ready at six sir”. “Thank you, he replies and turns back to the women, but the stranger is gone.
Finally making it half way through the day he decides to get some fresh air during the break, he walks out on to the balcony off of the meeting room. The space is large with areas that wrap around the building. There are small tables and chairs where people can sit to enjoy the scene. The day is warm filled with sunshine and a nice breeze comes off the ocean. Walking around one of the corners no longer visible from the doors he stares out into the blanket of blue at the boats, and watches as deck hands prepare to load passengers onto a tour boat. He is snapped back to the moment when he hears heels clicking on the concrete behind him, up to this moment he had been alone on the balcony. Turning his head to the noise he peaks around the cement column and he sees her, the same women from the lobby; the stranger from the elevator. He stays hidden wanting a closer look as she walks straight to the front of the balcony he hears her voice. Aside from the faint “Yes,Yes” during the torrent sexual encounter the day before, and her call to hold the elevator he has not heard her speak. He realizes she is on her cell phone. He feels guilty for eavesdropping but he doesn’t dare move. He listens to the one sided conversation.
“James, please don’t be this way”, I am sorry….. I know I said I would be home tomorrow but I was asked to speak tomorrow at a meeting……, an impromptu meeting….., I can’t say no.” Yes James I will be home on Saturday.” There is a pause then her voice rises sharply, “don’t snap at me James, James…., well clearly you are not being reasonable I will talk to you later when you have calmed down”. He watches as she disconnects her call. Sighing and softly saying to herself,” well let’s hope he doesn’t call to verify that meeting.” Quickly she places another call, “Julie, its Alex, can you get my flight changed to Saturday late morning or just after noon? There is some unfinished business I must attend to here”. There is a silent pause, “Okay let me know all the details once you have them. Oh and Julie, if James calls,” another pause, “yes exactly, thanks Julie you’re a saint.”
Off to the side still being silent but hardly hidden from her view he accidently bangs his leg on a chair. Startling the stranger, she quickly turns in the direction of the noise to see him standing there. He wonders if she will be mad that he has eavesdropped on her conversations, but instead she smiles and walks towards him. She lifts her left arm and with the back of her hand she gently touches his face so he can feel the rings on her finger, as if she is reminding him she is indeed married. She says nothing to him just stares deep into his eyes, leaning forward she moves in close yet does not touch him, she breaths in deep, pulling back she reaches into her purse, taking his hand she places a card in it, closes his fingers around it, smiles again, turns and walks away.
He stands there watching her as she walks toward the doors, opens them and enters the room. “Was she in the same meeting with me? How could I not have seen her”, he thought. Once she was out of his sight he opens his hand and looks at the card. It’s a business card, her business card he assumes. He reads it, “Alexandria Austen-Douglas, Vice President, Francis Austen Marketing and Media”. Included as well is the address and contact . He flips the card over and written in blue ink are the words – 6 pm Hotel entrance - casual.
He takes the card and puts it in his suit jacket pocket. He runs his fingers through his hair and gazes again out onto the water. The tour boat has left and can be seen in the far distance. He takes a deep breath. Reaching back into his pocket he retrieves the card again, reads it once more, and whispers to himself, “Alexandria, Alexandria Austen-Douglas”. He cannot seem to place her name as someone at this conference. “Is she a speaker, presenter, who is this woman who clearly has now completely captivated my entire thoughts?”
Now back in the room he sees people are getting back in their chairs for the afternoon session. He scans the room as best he can, looking for the beauty. He does not see her, his mind is racing with thoughts “maybe she isn’t even part of this group, maybe she just walked out on the deck for privacy, maybe she followed me there, did she want me to hear her conversations, how would she have known I was there if she hadn’t followed me, clearly she was prepared to give me the business card and what does 6PM hotel entrance - casual mean.”

Chapter 4
The meeting wraps up at 3PM. He pauses briefly at the door to shake hands with the speaker and exchange small talk before he heads down the long hall of the conference center. Making his way back to the lobby area he contemplates going for a run, to help clear his head. Remembering the note on the business card 6 PM Hotel Lobby – casual, He decides to stop at the concierge desk to cancel his transportation arrangements.
Dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt he steps out into the afternoon sun. It has cooled slightly as the sun has moved west. The distinguish Intercontinental Hotel sits along the waterfront in Downtown Miami Florida. There are pathways to the left that lead to Bayfront Park. The 32 acres of lush greenery includes a small sand beach, tropical rock garden and waterfall, playground, fountain, light tower, and many different monuments. Baywalk runs along the edge of Biscayne Bay, throughout the park, and continues to Bayside Marketplace, a tourist area with shops and restaurants. The park also houses an amphitheater for concerts, a pavilion which hosts daily guided yoga workout, and a flying trapeze school. Along the baywalk are boat slips, some for tourist excursions others for private yachts.
The afternoon air feels nice he runs along the walkway and back around the marina. He stops to buy a bottle of water at a local vender cart. “What a beautiful area” he thinks to himself. An hour has passed and he decides glancing at his watch he should head back to the hotel. Back in his room he walks to the window where he gets an aerial view of the baywalk where he just ran. Finishing his water he strips from his t-shirt and shorts and heads to the shower.
He towels off and tries to manage his wavy brown hair which is ready for a trim. He quickly shaves the 5 o-clock shadow from his jaw and chin. Applying an aftershave he looks up seeing his reflection in the mirror. Light blue eyes stare back at him. He pulls his shoulders forward flexing the pectoral muscles on his chest. Recalling the instruction on the business card- 6PM Hotel Lobby – casual, he inventories his choices in the closet. Pulling on a pair of Armani Jeans he reaches for his black T-shirt, and pulls it over his head and shoulders. The shirt tightly hugs to his chest and arms. His physic is muscular as he spends 3 days a week at the gym. He then pulls on a black button down shirt leaving it un-tucked, then grabs a pair of black slip on Santoni loafers. Looking in the full length mirror he thinks to himself, not too bad, Rob.
Robert Bucciarelli is the CEO of Bucciarelli Enterprises, a company that buys failing companies cheap, breaks them apart selling the pieces for profit. His father started the company more than three decades ago and retired 10 years prior. This business trip was more for networking, as he had no interest in the sessions. His only purpose for being there was to seek out the CEO of a management company, who earlier that day presented at the meeting he attended. The management company was multi diversified with great potential but with the downed economy the company was struggling. Rob wasn’t looking necessarily to take over the company but possibly work with the CEO in partnership to see if it could be saved. There were a number of jobs on the line and although this was very different than what Bucciarelli Enterprises normally did, saving those jobs was important and necessary in today’s economy.
Grabbing his wallet and watch he heads for the door. It is 5:30, when he walks into the lobby. There is a restaurant to one side of the concierge desk and behind it a quaint lobby bar. The bartender approaches him and asks what he would like. “ Johnnie Walker on the rocks please.” he replies. The bar was perfectly placed where he could see the entire lobby, the front doors, elevators and registration desk. He for once would have the upper hand he would see her as she came down and headed for the doors. Sipping his scotch he studied the area as groups started gathering to go to dinner. The clock ticked down and he still did not see the stranger, “Alex”, he reminded himself, he now knew her name. Finishing his glass he glanced at his watch 6PM. He decided to get some air and headed for the doors. Stepping outside a bellhop approached “do you need a car this evening sir”, he motioned no just as a black town car pulled up to the entrance. The driver got out, walked around the car approaching Rob, “sir, this way please” the driver motioned toward the car. As the door was opened he could see these two beautiful long legs with tan wedge sandals on the feet. The rest of her body was obstructed. He ducked into the back of the car, sitting on the seat opposite Alex. She had on a low cut tank style blouse, which allowed full view of her beautiful breasts and a casual mid-thigh length skirt. Her hair was tussled up in a clip with a few stands falling down to her shoulders. Her lips were full and crimson, her face was ivory smooth, her eyes deep crystal blue. She looked to be no more than 30.
She reached to her left side and pressed a button, the privacy glass between the driver and the back seats went up. Before he had a chance to speak she moved toward him straddling him on his seat. Lifting her skirt enough for him to see she wasn’t wearing any panties. His sex started throbbing at the sight of this minx. She leaned down gently kissing his neck, running her fingers through his hair. Unable to wait any longer he takes her shoulders and pulls her into him; their lips meet and part to allow their tongue to become entangled. He reaches up and undoes her hair clip, allowing her hair to flow down onto her shoulders. The passion between them has become hot and uncontrollable. He reaches down with his hand between her legs, touching her pussy already dripping with her sweet juices. Not able to contain himself he lifts her slightly undoing his jeans pulls out his now rock hard cock and brings her back down onto it, sliding deep inside her. She moans as the thickness of his sex fills her. She rides him as if in an English saddle, up and down moving her hips in a circular motion. He can feel himself building. He reaches down into her blouse and pulls out her breasts, which tonight are free. They are soft and round, her nipples hard and flushed. He reaches down with his mouth taking her nipples with his tongue he flicks and circles gently biting and pulling with his teeth, she moans louder bucking harder onto his sex. Suddenly she begins to tremble and then explodes with a scream “oh my god, Yes, yes” she hollers. With her juices now flowing around his cock he explodes deep into her allowing himself to let go. They fall against each other, their breath erratic, panting like two animals. Minutes tick by; slowly she pulls herself off of him sliding back onto the opposite seat, readjusts her clothing and pulls her hair back into the clip. He tucks himself back into his jeans, covering the moist spot with his shirt, applauding himself quietly inside for his choice of attire.
She reaches over and again presses the button on the arm rest and the privacy window slides down. The car is pulling into a driveway the sign says, Smith and Wollensky. “Mam, we have arrived” the driver says. The door opens and Rob steps out, reaching in to help Alex. Together they walk under the canopy into the restaurant. The interior is stunning in marble and dark oak, the staff is dressed in white shirts, black pants, and long aprons hang from their waists almost to the floor. “Mrs. Douglas”, the maître d says, “so nice to have you join us again. I have arranged the private dining room as you requested.” The two follow the man in the black pants, white shirt, black vest and bowtie up a flight of stairs down a hall to a back room. There are four large round tables and a large dark mahogany wood bar. One of the tables is by a window that overlooks the bay. The gentleman pulls the chair out and Alex sits, and thanks the maître d. Rob takes his seat across from her. A waiter, an older gentleman, comes to the table. Mam, as you requested and he presents a bottle of Chateau de Chantegrive. He pours a small sample into her glass she swirls it, smells, tastes and nods her approval. He then fills both glasses half full and sets the bottle on the table. “Thank you Cedric”, she nods, “we would like to wait a little while before our meal.” “Very good mam” he replies and walks quickly away.

Chapter 5
The sun is starting to set and the bay is picturesque. Boats move slowing through the canal. Taking his eyes from the bay view he looks back at the beauty sitting across from him. Not knowing what he is going to say, he takes a small sip of wine and begins by reaching his hand out to her as he introduces himself. “My name is Rob, Rob Bucciarelli. I thought since I know who you are it would only be right to formally introduce myself.” She smiles takes his hand in jest and shakes. “Yes”, she replies, “and as you know I am Alexandria, but I go by Alex. “ He asks her why she is at the conference and she replies that her company works with Stantec the company who is hosting the conference. “Normally I would have one of my technical people attending but there was a last minute emergency and I had to come.” She then returns the question to him and he explains his dealings with Quality Capital the failing company he is working to save.
Cedric, steps in to the doorway clearing his throat to announce his presence. “Mrs. Douglas would you like to begin the dinner service now”. “Yes Cedric please do.” The two continue to have conversations discussing travels, work, and hobbies. The only topic not discussed is her marriage. She does not mention her life at home or where she is from. A young waiter enters bringing warm crusty rolls. “Mam, the young waiter asks, would you like more wine?” “Yes please”, she answers, and he refills her glass, “Sir?” The waiter looks towards Rob, he motions for the waiter to fill his glass as well. Alone again the couple sits quietly, enjoying the bread and the view. The sun has gone down and all that can be seen in the darkness is the lights across the bay. Alex breaks the silence, “the conference ends tomorrow at noon, when do you leave?” He smiles at her, contemplating his answer, well, he starts, ‘I have to be in Boston on Monday, but other than that, I really haven’t made any definite plans other than a meeting with Quality Capital tomorrow afternoon. I have a flight out of Fort Lauderdale Sunday. Why do you ask…… Mrs. Douglas”, he says with a sarcastic tone. She blushes slightly and responds, “I am going to be very blunt Mr. Bucciarelli, I enjoy fucking you and I would like to see you tomorrow evening if you have no other plans.” Enticed by her forwardness he smiles at her again, reaching across the table he gently touches her hand with his fingers. She is surprised at how even his slightest touch can make her tingle inside. He slides his chair around the table so he is sitting closer to her. His hand moves from the table to her thigh, she takes a deep breath, grateful that the long white table cloth provides a vanity screen hiding their indiscretions. His hand slides up her thigh, pushing her skirt up. She closes her eyes breathing in again. Continuing his exploration he reaches her moist pussy. Taking one finger he slides it into her, a slight moan escapes her lips. Leaning in toward her he whispers, “my beautiful one you are always ready, and eager to have me. As much as I would love to bend you over this table and make you scream for me, you must be patient.” He drives his finger back inside her again, her head tilts back slightly, he moves his thumb over her clitoris, rubbing in a circular motion, she moans lightly under her breath trying not to be loud. Taking a second finger he pushes in her again, deeper reaching the spot, he tickles and rubs at the same time he continues to massage her clitoris with his thumb. One of her hands is clasping her chair the other holding her napkin. Her body tightens and she lets go soaking his hand. He pulls away from her pleased with his achievements. “Better Mrs. Douglas?” He asks as he stands providing her a hand, she nods and stands and together they walk to the nearby restroom. He holds out his hand allowing her to step inside, thinking he is allowing her to go first she begins to close the door, but his foot stops it, looking down the hall seeing no one in site he pushes the door open and follows her inside, locking the door behind him. Giving her no time to think he unzips his jeans and pulls himself out, grabbing her hands he orders her to suck him. She quickly drops and does as she is instructed. Now rock hard and ready he lifts her wrapping her legs around his waist he pushes her back into the wall and drives his throbbing cock inside her. He pumps her hard holding her hands to the wall, she gasps and moans and tightens once more releasing herself as he follows her with his own release. Once finished he tucks his member back in to his jeans, zips up and quickly washes his hands. Leaning into her he gently kisses her cheek and smacks her ass. Turning he opens the door, seeing no one in sight he walks out leaving her alone to clean up. When he returns to the table their salads are waiting.

Chapter 6
Cedric enters the dining room with a large tray full of assorted desserts, setting it on a tray stand he asks Alex if she would be interested in any of the choices. She points to the triple chocolate mouse cake and instructs Cedric to pack it to go. Sir? He looks toward Rob who shakes his head declining dessert. Once again alone in the dining room the couple looks for words to say to one another. Rob asks Alex about her dessert choice, “you like chocolate?” She smiles and says well yes, but I have other plans for that dessert, winking at him. He raises one eye brow wondering what her other plans might be. Cedric returns with the dessert packed to go and hands a slip to Alex. Nodding his head he says “Mrs. Douglas, as always it has been a pleasure to serve you. Enjoy your evening.” Alex picks up the slip and puts it in her purse.
The couple walks down the long hall, down the stairs and head toward the front door. The maître d still holding his spot at the podium turns and reaches out his hand, “Mrs. Douglas, it is very nice to see you again. Have a safe trip home”. “Thank you Sam, as always dinner was perfect.” Rob and Alex walk down the steps under the canopy and to the waiting town car. Once inside the car Rob asks Alex, “they seem to know you well, do you go there often”. Alex laughed, “it isn’t me they know it is my father. He spends a lot of money here and when you spend money you become well known.” “Your father?” Rob asked. Yes, you may know of him Landers Austen. Rob’s eyes widened, “your father is Landers Austen?” Landers Austen was a well-known business man and an old friend of Rob’s father Robert Bucciarelli Sr. He had played a round of golf or two with the man and his father but aside from that he didn’t know him well. Quickly thinking back, Rob tries to recall if in any conversations they had did Landers ever mention having a . Alex snaps Rob out of his thoughts asking, “do you know him”? Rob tells her about the connection with his father, but explains that he didn’t know her father personally. She smiles, “small world.”
They ride the rest of the way back to the hotel in silence. Pulling into the courtyard and up to the front door the driver gets out and opens the back door. Rob steps out and reaches for Alex’s hand. She steps out of the car and Rob quickly notices all the young bellhops turning and taking in the vision of beauty. He turns to make his way up the steps assuming Alex is just behind him, realizing she is not he turns back toward the car. Alex is talking to the driver. She turns and sees him stopped. Putting one finger in the air, signally, one second to Rob she finishes her business with the driver and walks up the steps after him. They walk together into the lobby. Unsure of where the night will lead Rob asks if she would be interested in a drink pointing to the lobby bar. She smiles, “I would love a drink but not here, besides as I said at the restaurant, I have plans for this, holding her bag with the dessert. He leans into her saying softly, “you intrigue me Mrs. Douglas, I know the perfect place for that drink” and he motions his hand toward the elevator. Once inside the metal box he hits 22. The doors shut and he turns to her. “Do you know how much I would like to bend you over right here in this elevator and drive my cock deep inside you?” She blushes and then turning the tables on him she reaches over and touches him feeling his manhood and whispers, “patience Mr. Bucciarelli, patience”. He shakes his head and taking her head in his hands he kisses her. Ding, the elevator doors open and the couple walk to room 2230. Once inside the room he switches on a lamp and walks to the end table picking up a small remote, hits a button and the shades close over the window. He walks to an IPOD which is locked into a radio on the desk. Switching it on, the room fills with music. Walking to the bar he holds up a bottle of Johnnie Walker Red. She nods approval. He puts a few ice cubes in each of the rocks glasses and then pours in the scotch. Walking back around the bar he hands one to her. She takes a sip and then takes his glass and sets both on the table next to one of the wing back chairs. She unbuttons his shirt pushing it back off his shoulders, then undoes his jeans and pulls them down, lastly she pulls the black T-shirt over his head. She pushes him back in the chair and kneels before him. Taking her glass of scotch she sips and then takes one of the ice cubes in her mouth. Leaning forward she wraps her mouth with the ice cube inside around his cock. Moving up and down his shaft the ice cube melts slowly. He cannot believe how hot it makes him feel. She continues sucking moving her hands in motion with her mouth. “Oh Baby that’s it, good girl”, he moans. He is having a really hard time holding himself back, but he does not want to cum yet. He lifts her shirt up and over her head then stands her up from the floor and takes off her skirt. Her body is perfectly shaped her breast so full and round, he wants to ravage her whole body, fuck her in every possible position. He spins her around and pulls her back onto his lap. She sits down opening herself and allowing his sex to fill her. She rides his cock up and down feeling him go in so deep hitting the spot. With her fingers she reaches down and slowly starts touching herself rubbing her clitoris. She starts to tense and her muscles go rigid and she lets go falling back against his chest dripping all over him. He pushes her up spins her to face him grasping her breasts in his hands he runs his tongue over her nipples teasing, biting, tugging. She moans loudly “oh my god you’re going to make me cum again”. He continues teasing her nipples. Releasing one of her breast he lowers his hand and slides it down to her sweet spot, touching her now soaking wet pussy. He rubs her clitoris, her knees go weak and he can feel her building again. Before she can climax he stops, as she relaxes he starts again, tugging her nipples, rubbing her sweet spot. Once more she builds and once again he stops. “Oh baby please let me cum”, she pleads. He whispers, “patience beautiful, patience”. She can hardly stand up anymore. He lifts her into his arms and carries her to the bedroom. Grabbing a pillow from the bed he lays it at the end and lays her body stomach down over the pillow lifting her ass slightly. Spreading her legs he reaches his hand down to feel her wetness. “You are so ready beautiful one” and he drives his cock deep into her slamming her over and over. Slapping her ass and driving again. Her body again she tenses and builds, again he stops. “No, please don’t stop, fuck me baby please fuck me”. He whispers, “patience beautiful, patience”. Flipping her over on her back he slides her up kneeling before her he buries his face deep into her wetness, flicking his tongue on her clit, sucking, building again her body trembles. “Please let me cum baby please” she begs. With that he drives two fingers deep inside her reaching for the spot rubbing and sucking Her body convulses like never before and she explodes, letting out a scream of ecstasy. Before her body can relax he drives himself back into her pumping her pussy. She cannot believe how aroused she is, she cannot believe she is going to cum again and together they explode, collapsing into each other’s arms. They lay in silence wrapped around each other. A few moments pass and she sits up, looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table she smiles and says, “I have an early day tomorrow. I should go”. She stands up and walks out of the bedroom as he follows Now dressed she walks towards him kisses him gently on the lips and whispers, “tomorrow, 6PM hotel lobby, formal”. He laughs,” 6PM it is beautiful one”. She turns, opens the door and leaves.
Once again he finds himself reliving the events of the evening, grabbing the two rocks glasses he walks to the bar to place them in the sink and there it is the bag from the restaurant with the dessert inside. He smiles wondering what plans she had for the dessert. He walks into the bathroom and splashes water on his face. Grabbing a towel to dry off he sees them, the black panties. “She didn’t even ask about them” he thought to himself. Holding them in his hand he walks back into the sitting room and back to the bar and the bag with the dessert. He places the panties on top of the bag, shuts off the lights and heads to bed.

Chapter 7
Finishing up his lunch meeting with Quality Capital’s CEO Michael Sutton, Rob makes his way towards the elevators. Remembering the instructions he got from Mrs. Douglas the evening before he wondered how formal the evening would be. He has no idea where he is going and he hasn’t seen the beauty all day to inquire. He decides to do it up right and stops at the Concierge desk to inquire where he might be able to get a Tuxedo on short notice. The concierge makes a quick call and then asks Rob a few questions. “Very Good, thank you” the man says into the phone and then hangs up. “Your tuxedo will be delivered in an hour. I will have someone bring it to your room.” “Thank you, Rob says. It is now 3:30 and he has some emails to check and answer and he needs to share how his meeting with Michael Sutton went with his team back at the main office.
A knock on the door pulls him from his laptop. He opens and finds a bellhop standing next to another man. “Mr. Bucciarelli this is Carlos Monderez he is with Formal Attire and would like to fit you to your suit.” Rob opens the door wider to allow the two men to enter. The man gives Rob the garment bag and he takes it to the Bedroom and suits up. Coming back out the tailor makes some minor adjustments and then tells Rob he is all set. Paying the tailer and tipping the bell hop they leave. Rob looks at his clock and it is now 5pm, taking the suit off he jumps into the shower. Clean shaven, he again puts on the Tuxedo. He adjusts the bow tie and buttons the jacket. Grabbing his wallet he heads down to the lobby.
He looks around the lobby but still there is no sign of the beauty. He walks toward the front door just as a town car is pulling under the canopy. The same driver from the night before gets out and meets Rob at the door, opening the car for him Rob climbs in. To his surprise Alex is not inside. The driver closes the door and gets back into the driver’s seat. Speaking to Rob he explains that he will be meeting Mrs. Douglas at the Newport Beach Hotel in North Miami. When the car pulls onto Collins Avenue he sees the hotel. There are limo’s lined along the street where others in tuxedos and gowns are exiting. A red carpet lines the walk way in front of the hotel. He sees a large marquee and reads: Women in the Arts in Miami Dinner and Awards. The town car pulls up to the curve and the driver comes around and opens the door. Handing Rob an envelope he explains “just follow the carpet, someone will meet you inside.” The driver gets in the car and drives away. Rob opens the envelope which contains an invitation and hand written note from Alex.

Rob,
I am sorry I couldn’t meet you at the hotel. I will see you inside and thanks for joining me tonight.
Alex.
Rob follows the carpet as instructed and heads into the hotel. A woman in a long gown comes up to him and asks for his invitation. She then leads him into a large room where others are already seated at tables. Following the woman to the front of the room he is seated at an empty table labeled RESERVED. A waiter approaches him and asks if he would like a drink. He orders his normal Johnnie Walker on the rocks.
Fifteen minutes pass and most of the other tables are now filled. The lights dim up and down. People still mingling move to their seats. The lights go down and the lights over the large stage at the front of the room come up. Walking onto the stage to a round of applause is Alex. She is absolutely breath taking, dressed in a pale pink Versace gown which is fitted perfectly to her figure. The front is cut very low framing the tops of her full breasts. The back is open letting him see her soft ivory skin. Her hair is once again tussled up on top of her head. The applause quiet and Alex speaks. “Good Evening ladies and gentleman my name is Alexandria Austen-Douglas, thank you for joining us this evening for the Woman in the Arts in Miami awards dinner. We have so many talented and well deserved ladies to acknowledge this evening. So without further ado let me turn you over to the Master of Ceremonies. May I introduce my father Landers Austin. The crowd roars as the older man enters onto the stage. Leaning into his he kisses her cheek and takes the microphone. Alex exits the stage to the back. Landers Austen breaks into a speech about what the evening is all about. Rob listens intently until he feels a hand on his shoulder, he turns and there she is beautiful Alex. She takes her seat next to Rob and together they continue to listen to her father. Midway through the night dinner is served, Landers, and a few others join them at the table. Landers and Rob exchange small talk about golf, business and Rob’s dad. After hours of award presentations, and multiple entertainers performing the evening draws to an end. Alex hugs her father goodbye and her and Rob exit the room. Back in the Lobby Alex motions for Rob to go down a side hall. They are now at a small vestibule area where the elevators are located. The doors open and they enter, she presses S10 and the elevator moves quickly to the floor. Exiting the elevator they walk to a door at the end of another long hall. Alex opens the door and the two enter. The suite is exquisite. It has a large living area and two bedrooms each with their own bath. A half bath is off the sitting room and a small galley style kitchen is hidden by a privacy wall. There is a large dining table at one end of the sitting room. Alex tosses her purse onto a chair and turns to Rob. “Thank you again for attending tonight with me. When I asked you to come I didn’t know you knew my father but it worked out that you did. I hadn’t planned to attend this year but my Father insisted I introduce him.”
Rob remembers the call he heard Alex on the day before, the unfinished business, the speaking at a meeting, now it makes sense.

Chapter 8
She leans into him and takes her hand and runs it though his hair. “I have had an amazing time with you these last few days. Tomorrow I am leaving and this will be our last night together. Please stay with me tonight.” He moves his hand to her face and bends down and kisses her. With his other hand he undoes the two buttons at the base of her neck. The top of her dress falls, freeing her breasts. He then moves to the back of her dress and sliding down the zipper the dress falls to the floor. He helps her to step away from the gown and bends down lifting it up laying it over the chair. She is standing there with pink lace panties and her silver stiletto heels. He cups her breasts in his hands and caresses her nipples with his tongue. She stops him, takes his hand and leads him to one of the bedrooms. She loosens the bow tie and pulls it from the collar of the shirt. She takes his jacket off and slowly unbuttons his shirt. With his skin exposed she leans in and gently kisses his chest, while pushing the shirt from his shoulders. She moves down to his pants undoing the button and zipper she pushes them to the floor as she bends down so her face is now even with his sex. She lifts one leg then the other removing the pants. She turns back to his shaft which is waking slowly. She takes it in her hand and moves it into her mouth. She touches his<b> scrotum </font></b>and reaches down under his ball sack and pushes on the space directly in front of his anus. She continues to suck his cock and balls while gently massaging the spot. He becomes rock hard in minutes. Standing back up she pushes him on to the bed and climbs on top straddling him. She looks so hot still in her pink panties and shoes. She leans in and nuzzles his neck planting light kisses. Their lips meet with an explosion of passion. He wraps his hands around her waist and with a swift move throws her back on the bed. He sits up and pulls down the pink panties removing them over the shoes. He leans over and moves his mouth on to her sex. He teases her with his tongue, gently sucking her clitoris. He builds her to the moment of climax and stops repeating the game from the night before. He pushes his fingers into her reaching up deep and touching the spot massaging and tickling building her again and stopping. He moves on top of her and drives his cock deep and hard pumping her pussy. He builds her up over and over until again she is begging him to let her cum. This game continues between them for two hours, they take turns building each other but not climaxing. When they can take no more he lifts her up on to her knees and pushes in to her deep again. While pounding her in and out he reaches down with his pinky finger and teases the opening of her ass. She moans, he slowly slides the small finger into her hole while continuing to pump her pussy. Her body builds, her muscles tense and she lets go, her juices coat his cock forcing him to release himself. They fall on to the bed into each other’s arms exhausted from their game. Slowly she sits up and removes her shoes and then curls into him reaching over to the bed side stand she hits a remote and the lights go out and a curtain covering the glass doors opens. The view looks out on to the beach and the ocean, the moon is full and casts a dim light in to the room.
Rob reaches up and undoes the clip that has been holding her hair up and runs his hands through it. He leans up on his elbow and looks at her in the moonlight. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are Alex? She smiles back at him blushing slightly, “tell me something beautiful one?” he asks. “What room were you in at the Intercontinental.” She smiles and then laughs lightly, “ I wasn’t, I have been here all week.” He looks at her “then that first afternoon in the elevator you weren’t going to your room.” She smiles bigger, “no, let’s just say Mr. Bucciarelli when I see something I want, I go after it. I saw you in the meeting earlier that day. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you and I could only imagine what I would like to do with you. When I saw you walking through the lobby, heading to the elevator, I stayed just far enough away to make sure no one else was going to get on with you and then”, she pauses, “well you know what happened from there.” “So when you left you….” She interrupts, “When I left I would go meet my driver. Didn’t you ever wonder why I always picking you up out front.” He smiles, “I guess I did but to be honest I haven’t exactly been thinking with the head on my shoulders when it comes to you” he takes a deep breath and speaks again, “So Alex, I have to ask will I…” she puts her fingers over his lips stopping him mid-sentence. Shaking her head she whispers “Shhhh, it’s time to sleep Rob,” she reaches up and gently kisses his lips wrapping herself in his arms they drift off to sleep.
The sun shining through the window wakes him. He reaches over to the other side of the bed to touch Alex but she isn’t there. He pushes the covers back and gets out of bed. His suit is neatly folded laid over the chair. He walks into the living room and finds it empty. He checks the other bedroom but nothing. He runs his hands through his hair wondering where she could be. Just then he sees an envelope just like the one he had the night before at the dinner. He opens it up and there is a hand written note.
Dear Rob,
I wanted to thank you again for the last few days. My flight is at noon from MIA. You were sleeping so soundly I didn’t want to wake you. I left you something to remember me by, add them to your collection.
XOXO
Alex
He sits down on the chair, holding the note in one hand running his other one through his hair now realizing he will never see the beauty again.
He heads to the bathroom to shower and then puts on the shirt and pants of the tuxedo, grabbing the jacket he checks the pocket for his tie and he finds them the pink panties she wore the night before. He smiles and shakes his head. He opens the door to the suite, takes one more look around and leaves. Walking down the long hall back into the lobby and out the door he sees the driver, her driver leaning against the town car. “Mr. Bucciarelli, good morning.” He goes to open the door to the car and, Rob looks at him and says “oh I didn’t expect a ride I can grab a cab”. The driver shakes his head, “sorry sir I have my orders.” “Okay then” he replies, and the driver opens the door and Rob climbs in. The car pulls up to the Intercontinental and the driver lets him out.
Back in his room he hangs the suit back on the hanger and covers it with the garment bag. Putting on his jeans, and a T-shirt, he packs his suit case, lap top and personal items. Once everything is ready he walks over to the bar where the bag with the dessert still sits with the black panties on top. He takes the panties in his hand and remembering the gift Alex left he goes back to the garment bag and retrieves the pink ones. Opening his lap top case he tosses both inside. Now ready to go he leaves the room dropping the suit with the Hotel Concierge. He walks out the door, motioning the bell hop for a car. He stares out the window as the vehicle drives north towards Fort Lauderdale. The memories of the affair, the sex, the dinners, their intimate private moments all start playing in his mind. The pencil dropping her bending down to reveal the black panties; bending her over the arm of the couch and driving himself into her; tasting her sweet honey; fondling her beautiful breasts; making her cum in the restaurant; her amazing mouth; teasing her not letting her reach climax; how beautiful she was at the awards dinner and as she lay next to him on the bed in the moonlight. He sighs to himself and smiles remembering her Alexandria Austen Douglas, Mrs. Douglas. The beauty who captivated his every thought for 72 hours, who sought out a stranger to please her, Mrs. Douglas who is now on her way back to her husband, and who he will never see again.

Epilogue
The plane lands in Nashville and he gathers his carry-on bags and exits into the terminal. Making his way to the lower level a man stands holding a card with his name. He is in town to meet with yet another CEO of another failing company. The driver takes him to the Gaylord Opryland Resort. Gathering his bags he pays the driver and makes his way inside. The hotel is much like a little city. You immediately enter into the Cascade Lobby area where the registration and concierge desks are. From there you move into the Conservatory Garden and the Delta Wing. The Conservatory Garden is full of lush plants and garden life with winding paths and benches to sit. It is home to three restaurants and a bar. The Delta wing hosts both restaurants and bars as well. Small boats shuttle passengers around the man-made river inside the hotel. The last wing is the Magnolia wing which house shops, more restaurants, a pool and then exits into the Convention center. Half of the rooms in the hotel have balconies that look out over each of the towers. He makes his way to the Delta tower where his suite is located. He unpacks and gets settled in his room. Realizing he has not eaten for hours he ventures out to find a nice spot for a drink and a meal.
He makes small talk with the bartender at the Jack Daniel’s Pub while eating his meal. He watches people as they walk along the pathways, as if they are taking an evening stroll outside. It is deceiving knowing that you are inside of a hotel. With dinner finished he takes his drink and strolls along with others watching the passing boats, gazing at the water falls and watching the fountain show spout to the music. Feeling the effects of his travels he decides to head back to his room. Waiting at the elevators he tries to collect thoughts for the meeting the next day. The door opens and in he steps. The door begins to close and he hears, “wait please hold the elevator.” At first he wonders if he is hearing things again but puts his hand out to stop the doors anyway. When they slide back open standing in front of him is a woman. She has a natural beauty about her with dark shoulder length hair, a bright smile and blue eyes that could melt anyone. She is dressed professionally wearing a tight fitted white button down shirt which is buttoned far too low. The shirt is tucked neatly into a navy blue short mini which falls half way up her thigh. She steps on to the elevator facing him but saying nothing, the doors close and suddenly from her hand a pencil drops to the floor.

The End

BC100000A 64M  
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10/18/2013 11:24 am

Outstanding! Thanks for posting. Love to hear more.


justpervin29 50M
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8/28/2013 4:10 am

very well written such detail, such passion and imagery. Very delish thank you for sharing it

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